"Oh be realistic EJ," Ashlyn crossed her arms as she stood infront of her cousin with Y/n. "We all know the only thing you have in common with the beast is his temper."
Y/n chuckled quietly, holding her hand out, receiving a high-five from Ashlyn. "Come on, Y/n tell her I'm definitely going to get the beast." EJ whined to the girl
"Sorry babe, but I see you as more of a Gaston." Y/n tried not to smile as EJ wrinkled his brow.
"Ouch, babe, ouch that cut deep." He held a hand to his chest, faking hurt "Like really really cut."
"Oh boo hoo." Y/n rolled her eyes, chuckling quietly, as she started to walk towards the parking lot, EJ's arm loosely around her shoulders. "But anyways, I can totally see you as Gaston, Gina as Belle, Ricky would honestly make a good beast, so I see him as that, Ashlyn honestly gives Mrs. Potts vibes, I want to convince Big Red to go out for Chip and-"
"Wait, what role do you see yourself playing?" EJ interrupted the females rambling, as the three of them continued to walk.
"Um…" Y/n's eyes drifted up, thinking. "Set designer?"
"Oh come on, Y/n. You have to go out for Belle." Ashlyn said.
"Why?"
"You're literally Belle. Like, if she stepped out of the movie, it'd be you. And you adore Emma Watson." EJ said, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Ehh, I don't know…"
"Audition are tomorrow, and I'm tell Miss. Jenn that you're trying out as Belle." EJ said, and before Y/n could respond, he kissed her on the cheek. "Gotta go study, see ya."
"Hey, hey, no. No, I don't think so-" Y/n hollered after the boy but it held no avail as he ignored her shouts. Y/n turned around, facing Ashlyn. "I really hate him."
"Same." Ashlyn sighed as she started walking again. "But you have to admit, you'd make the perfect Belle."
"Ehm, even if I were, considering I'd be going up against Nini and Gina, I wouldn't get the part either way. They are way better actresses and singers than I'd ever be. The only reason I'm in theater is because of EJ."
"Just audition. The worst thing that can happen is you end up being placed in a different part or as a person in the background. You have a lovely voice, you got this."
Y/n opened her mouth to oppose but Ashlyn's phone rang, cutting her off. She held up a finger, stepping away and Y/n leaned against her car.
After a few moments, Ashlyn returned. "I have to get going, but look, just go out there, do your best, and don't pay attention to anyone."
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The next day, school passed by painfully fast, while normally, Y/n would welcome it but today she dreaded it.
Way too soon, was it time for auditions, and for a split second, she considered leaving. Unfortunately, EJ happened to by passing by and looped his arm with hers, turning her around as he walked to the drama room with her.
Words swam around in Y/n's head as she walked in, feeling light headed. She feared she would forget the simply words to the simply song she was told to sing.
"Y/n… breath." EJ laughed quietly, grabbing her hand, and squeezing it. He just finished his audition, "You'll do great-"
He was cut off by Miss.Jenn. "Y/n?"
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Y/n said quietly, shaking her hands out to the side before walking onto the stage.
"Knock'em dead." EJ whispered to her, she glanced at him, nodding and smiling slightly.
"Alright, I would like you to sing the Belle Reprise, start whenever."
Y/n looked over to Ashlynn, who after smiling, nodded at her to start.
"Can you imagine, me the wife of that boorish, brainless," Y/n began, focusing directly on EJ, not anyone else. "Madam Gaston, can't you just see it. Madam Gaston, his little wife. Ugh. No sir, not me I guarantee it, I want much more than this provincial life-"
Miss. Jenn held up her hand, Ashlynn stopping the music. Y/n stopped singing, inhaling sharply.
"Wha- you can't do that." EJ butted in, not giving Miss. Jenn any time to say anything. He looked between the teacher and his girlfriend.
"Ladies and gentlemen..." Miss. Jenn stood up and walked over to Y/n, putting an arm around her before smiling brightly. "We have found our beauty."
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This is horrible but I felt like I needed to update this, soooo this is what we get.
Also, fun fact, most of my half written drafts are EJ 💀 Guess who's my favorite, eh? Haha
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Fanfic"You're doing spirit fingers, I want jazz hands" A series of poorly written imagines about the characters in Highschool Musical: The Musical: The Series. Imagines can be requested. |I do not own Hsmtmts or any of its characters|
